Qin Huang, lie down obediently

He stood in front of the bed and looked at me for a long time. I kept my eyes closed and breathed low.I know he is looking at me, but I don't want to talk to him, and I don't want to receive grace.

Maybe it was because I was afraid that I would fall into his tenderness again.He was sitting by the bed, I felt a gentle rubbing of my cheeks, he was touching me.Pretending to whisper in a dream, "Demon, don't touch me." I could feel the slight tremor of the hand resting on my face, and turned to face the bed.

I heard him murmuring in a low voice: "Am I a devil?"

If it wasn't for the devil, how could he hurt people without any guilt?What I long for is to be free, not to be imprisoned in a fancy cage.Suddenly, I thought of a sentence I heard in my previous life: Would you rather sit in a BMW and cry, or sit on a bicycle and smile?

At that time, I didn't realize it, because I had my own business and a girlfriend who loved me. Although I wasn't engaged yet, at least we were free and happy.

Suddenly came to this strange world, no parents and no lover, only helpless hesitation and loss.Who should I trust?If I should follow my heart, but I just want to leave.

Suddenly my shoulders tightened, and I was turned over by him domineeringly. I opened my eyes and looked at him. His handsome face was very gloomy hidden in the candlelight.

Pretend to have just found him, chuckle: "The king is here? Everything has been handled properly?" I have to go back to the palace tomorrow, and I decided to leave until today. Am I nostalgic?

He bent down and stared at me, "Do you think this king is a demon?"

No?

"What is Wang talking about? Why can't I understand at all?" I pretended to be stupid, also trying to escape.

He stood up and took off his clothes. I knew what he was going to do again. I sat up and hugged the quilt and stared at him frowning. I didn't want to be manipulated by him anymore. Although his power was supreme, I didn't care about the intrigues in the palace.

This morning, when I had nothing to do, I went to the dining room to have a look at today's food. When my health improved, my appetite also increased.

But I heard the gossip of several palace people in the dining room, of course it was all about the king.

Zhao Zheng was preparing to welcome the woman presented by Lu Xiangguo into the palace, perhaps because of jealousy.

I'm just a man, and I'm still a man in the harem who is entangled with the king. If I really fall here, I will have a miserable end.How long will it be good for Israel to serve the king?

When my face grows old in the future, or the king is tired of me, how can I, a childless man, gain a foothold in the palace?

Leaving as soon as possible is the best result for me and him. He is a king, and it is impossible to sink into the harem for a man. Unification of the world is what he is looking forward to.

"The king should go back. I'm not feeling well, so I can't go to bed." It's strange to say this, and I'm not a woman. Without them, I would always feel unwell for a few days a month.

He didn't care what I said, and lay beside me in obscene clothes. Seeing that I was still sitting on the head of the bed, he stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms, and then began to fan the flames all over my body restlessly.

My body was stiff and I didn't dare to move, for fear of arousing his enthusiasm.

"Does the king only think that I am a plaything for sleeping?"

The sudden words made him pause, and he stretched out the hand that brushed my back. His eyes were deep and his brows were tightly frowned.

"No." Two words were spat out from her pink lips.

I grabbed his hand and put it on my heart, "When did the king ask how my heart feels? Did you ever ask me if I would be your plaything?"

His gaze deepened, but he dodged a little.I know what I said is right, at least he won't do anything to me for the time being.

"So what do you want?" he asked me.

"I don't want anything, and you will never give me what I want." I dare not tell him that I want freedom, let him let me go, if I say that, he may hold on tighter, as a king , He can't get what he wants, so don't provoke him anymore.

Naturally, he didn't know what I was thinking, he pursed his lips tightly, and his beautiful Danfeng eyes were full of inquiry, "Do you want my king's country?"

What on earth is he thinking?Why did you ask me that?Is it only because I deliberately attracted his attention for his country?

Since he thinks so, why don't I go with the flow?He sneered and said, "I told you that you wouldn't give it to me, didn't you?" I knew he would be angry if I said that, so it would be much easier for me to leave, right?Because what I just said is equivalent to the default.

Sure enough, his eyes became gloomy and cold, and the hand on my chest moved to my neck, rubbing it first and then pinching it tightly.

As expected, all he cares about is his country, and I have always been just a pet he plays with in his free time.

Are you cold?Of course it is cold, my life is far less important than his dream of unifying the six countries!

I didn't struggle, and let his strength get tighter and tighter. While I was still able to speak, I quickly said my last "last words": "I want to be cremated."